At the End There Was You (Blue Fairytales, #1)

by Wendy Heiss

Stories, true or not, she loved them.

It does that…death does that, it chases us instead, even if it is in our dreams. And when we wake up, we decide to not think of it.

Your mistress said you’d be a shadow, not the whole damn sun.”

CACKLING

“I won’t tell Death what you’ve found. We’ve fallen out,” her words dryly rang like the caw of an odd crow, or the squeak of cicadas. He looked at her as if she’d grown a second head. But maybe she had, considering she was failing to control her own mouth from spouting nonsense. “Was that a joke?” he asked. She blinked once. “What are the probabilities that it wasn’t?” “Low.” Sweetly, she spoke to herself more than to him, “Well, aren’t we in safe hands with such a distinguished mage at our aid.” He was still staring at her, so she felt compelled to add, “That was a joke.”

This banter is killing meeee

He narrowed his eyes on her. “Where did they find you?” “I found them.” “That explains most of it.”

“I’d say refrain from causing yourself potential bodily harm. If this were a dream, I’d not be in it, and if it was a nightmare, I’d be hunting you.”

When Winter took a careful glance at him, she caught him looking at her. “What?” Had she said something wrong again? “I’d give you a head start.” “It is a nightmare, Azriel.” “A good one.” She narrowed her eyes on him. “You want to hear me scream and shiver from fear, don’t you?” “I do,” he said, standing and heading towards the upper floor. “Just not from fear.”